Hagrid opened the door and Dumbledore himself entered, followed by her Uncle Severus, who looked very displeased.

"Well now, here you are, no need to go looking for you," Dumbledore eyed them behind his specs. Serena didn't want to look at her uncle. She knew now why he looked so angry before.

"I'm so sorry! It's never happen again!" Serena cried.

"Not to worry, we've got more important things to worry about," his blue eyes seemed a reassurance.

"Now, as I was saying, you three come with me," Dumbledore said referring to Serena, Harry and Lupin. They entered the castle and Dumbledore stopped and turned to Serena.

"Serena, I think you should go to bed," he said.

"All right," she looked at Harry in confusion. He looked worried. Serena turned and headed towards Gryffindor tower. Why did they want to talk to Harry? Serena entered the common room to find Neville sitting by the fire.

"Where's Harry?" he asked.

"With Dumbledore in his office, a man named Lupin is with them. I don't know what's going on," she said sitting in an armchair.

'Maybe it's about the prophecy." He said.

"The what?" she asked. Neville began to tell her about their fifth year at Hogwarts, when they traveled to the Ministry of Magic in London to save a man named Sirius Black. Voldemort had set a trap for Harry and it involved a prophecy.

"What sort of prophecy?" Serena asked.

"You-Know-Who had overheard someone talk about a prophecy made about him and a boy born in late July that would kill him or something like that, I don't really know," Neville said.

"That's why they murdered his parents and tried to kill him," he added. Serena became silent. She had heard the stories, about the boy who lived, and how his parents were killed by Voldemort.

"So is Harry in some sort of danger?" Serena asked.

"I don't really know," he said. At that moment Harry entered the common room.

"What's going on, Harry?" Serena asked. He stood there for a moment before answering.

"A group of Death-Eaters attacked Hogsmede tonight, they're getting too close to Hogwarts. They've gone into hiding but it won't be long until they come after me here. 12 muggle born's were found dead," he said solemnly.

"What if they had attacked when we all went? What would have happened to all the muggle-borns then? Hermione would have…" he shuttered at the thought and sat down next the Serena.

"I can't believe this is happening," he said.

"Harry, we shouldn't worry too much now, Dumbledore won't let anything happen to you," Serena assured him. Neville stood up.

"I'm not letting them hurt you either, Harry," he boasted.

"That Lestrange woman, I swear ill get her for what she did to my parents, and to Sirius," Neville put a hand over his mouth like he had just said something awful.

"It's all right, Neville, I know how you feel," he said.

"Well, It's late, I'm off to bed," Harry stood.

"Harry, don't worry too much, I'm sure everything will work out in the end," she actually felt certain of this.

"Thanks, but for now all I can do is wait," he climbed up the stairs to his dormitory, followed by Neville. Serena took a last look out the window and headed up the stairs, hoping that they would still be in one piece in the morning.

It was in the Daily Prophet the next day. Harry immediately got a letter from Hermione and Ron during breakfast and Serena scanned the front page as he read their letters for any sign of where they were last seen. It was as if they had vanished from thin air.

"No sign of them Harry," she said turning the page. She gasped when she saw the picture on the top of the next page. Staring up at her with his grey eyes was Draco and what looked like his father. Under the caption read.

"Accused Death-Eater Lucius Malfoy released today, all charges void,"

"What is it, Serena…Oh no," Harry looked just as mortified.

"Malfoy's dad's been released," Harry said to Neville, who was looking anxiously over Serena goblet.

"You're joking!" he said staring in disbelief.

"Why didn't he tell me," Serena muttered.

"Why should he, his father is a death-eater after all, I wouldn't go telling the world that," Harry said.

"How do you know he was a death-eater for sure?" She asked. Apparently it was a stupid question.

"I saw him with my own eyes, that's why, staring at me, laughing, helping Voldemort all this time," he looked shaken.

"I can't believe this, Draco's going to hear an earful when he gets back," Serena said shutting the newspaper.

"I can't believe you're even friends with that git," Neville said.

"Now I'm not so sure why," she said looking down at her plate.

The Christmas holiday ended and soon Hermione and Ron were back. Serena was more than ready to give Draco a few words, but he ignored her. She gave up trying to yell at him for what he'd done because every time she tried to talk to him he was surrounded by Slytherins, and instead spent her time playing wizard's chess with Harry and Ron. Hermione had already started on her schoolwork, which she insisted everyone else do.

The first day back in classes was a long day. News about the Death-Eater attack in Hogsmede spread rapidly, and the professors were now forced to accompany them to their next trip which was in February. Her uncle was aggravated by this the most.

"I have more important things to do than to escort children all day, can't believe this at all," he told the class this when Lavander Brown and Parvarti Patil were caught talking about Hogsmede during a discussion on a hair growing potion.

By the time February did come around things hadn't changed at all. Serena was glad to have her friends, even if Draco refused to talk to her. She wondered if he was just mad because she spent so much time with them. The trip to Hogsmede was to be set for the 14th. Everyone was talking about going to a tea shop with their sweethearts, and soon Serena decided to talk to Draco about their problem.

After potions class she grabbed him and pulled him aside, away from the others so they could talk.

"Get of me, what do you want," he said angrily.

"Why have you been avoiding me?" she asked.

"Avoiding you? You've been so busy with Potty and the Weasel that I didn't think you had noticed," he said.

"Don't say that, you know I haven't been ignoring you," she said.

"Look, I don't want anything to do with you anymore, I had my fill, I'm moving on," he said. She was about to ask 'moving on to what' but a voice echoed down the hall.

"Draco! Where did you go?" it was Pansy.

"HER?" she whispered. Draco jerked his arm away and turned around.

"Over here," he said.

"Oh good, I thought I'd lost you," she slid her arm around him affectionately.

"What is she doing over there," she asked.

"Following me I suppose, pathetic really, the nasty mudblood," he turned scowling and walked away with Pansy gripped tightly to him.

Serena's face burned with red hot anger and she ran back towards the other way, up the stairs, screamed the password so she didn't have to stop, through the common room and into her dorm where she collapsed on her bed, her face soaked in tears.